Chapter 656: It's lively in the mountains during the rainy season!

After the dark clouds, it was a torrential rain.

It often rains in the mountains, and the closer to the inner mountains, the more frequent the rain will be, but these rains are often showers, stopping after falling, and then it's a big sun.

Only the raindrops on the grass and trees can prove that it has rained here.

Of course, there is also proof, that is the mushrooms in the forest after the rain.

Mushrooms don't grow immediately after the rain. If it's too humid, it's also not conducive to the growth of some mushrooms.

Although Li Long has a jeep, he had already eaten lunch at Little Bai Yang Ravine when it rained. Although he could go back directly, Li Long looked at the clouds in the west and felt that the rain wouldn't be very big, so he might as well stay here.

If he went back late, the Fritillaria brought back would be more.

Li Long sat at the door of the large house, Sun Jia Qiang sat at the door of the small house, and the two were chatting.

"Xiao Sun, where do you go after you finish digging Fritillaria?" Li Long was a bit curious last year, and this year he just asked it out.

"Go to my relative's house to work and earn money." Sun Jia Qiang looked at the rain and said, "Actually, it's not about earning money, mainly because there is a place to eat and live, and the money I can get in the end is not much, just enough to buy a train ticket and there's not much left.

But there's nothing to do when I go back to my hometown, the land at home is just that little bit, the grain harvested is little, just enough to eat. If I go back, eat one more mouthful of rice, the family will be more difficult."

"If you don't earn money at your relative's house, then it's better to stay in these mountains."

"Stay for what?" Sun Jia Qiang shook his head over there, and then thought that Li Long couldn't see, so he continued, "Fritillaria is gone, and it's not the time to dig Codonopsis, I'll starve to death if I stay."

"Starve to death my ass," Li Long said, "There are morels and tiger palm mushrooms in these mountains. If you pick them, I'll acquire them. There are so many wild mushrooms, how can you starve to death?"

"You acquire them? How many do you acquire?" Sun Jia Qiang really didn't know, he only knew that Fritillaria, Codonopsis, and deer antlers could be sold for money, he really didn't know about the others.

If he could really sell them to Li Long, wouldn't that be...

"Morels are not easy to pick, black tiger palm mushrooms are still okay. I'll acquire as many as you pick, rest assured, as long as you are willing to work hard, the money you get will be stronger than working at your relative's house." Li Long said, "Of course, if you don't want to pick mushrooms, then help me do work in the mountains, and I'll give you wages."

"Do what work?"

"My herdsman friend needs to dig a sheep washing pool at his door. If one person does it, it might take a month. If you want to do it, I'll tell you."

"Then you'd better tell me about the mushrooms. I feel picking mushrooms is more suitable for me." Sun Jia Qiang changed his words immediately.

Li Long smiled, and told him about the appearance of morels, and said that when he had time, he could pick some back for him to see.

Sun Jia Qiang didn't commit at first, but after hearing the price of dried morels given by Li Long, he immediately felt moved.

If this thing could be picked continuously, if there were many, that would be stronger than digging Fritillaria. Fritillaria are too small one by one, and it's too tiring to bend over every day. Picking mushrooms is different, no need to dig.

"Black tiger palm mushrooms are actually the most worthwhile." Li Long continued, "Once you find them, it's a large area, and this thing is also large, one heavy one can be more than a kilogram, and light ones are also several hundred grams. Dried ones are also very heavy."

He didn't have time to pick black tiger palm mushrooms last year. If Sun Jia Qiang could stay and pick them this year, Li Long felt he could cooperate with him.

He didn't say that the acquisition station would acquire these things. He could tell that Sun Jia Qiang didn't know the acquisition station acquired these things.

Whether he could earn this price difference would depend on whether Sun Jia Qiang cooperated.

However, from the current point of view, those herb pickers who came into the mountains didn't know the value of morels and black tiger palm mushrooms.

It's really a big bug.

The rain stopped after less than half an hour, the sun began to show its head in the clouds, and it cleared up. The dark clouds overhead were also running fast towards the southeast.

"It rained, shouldn't anyone come over to trade Fritillaria for a while?" Sun Jia Qiang had no experience and asked Li Long.

Li Long thought about it, did he run into rainy days at this time last year?

Seemed like there were some trades?

Just as he was talking, Li Long saw someone coming out of the forest in the southeast carrying a bag.

Li Long recognized at a glance that this was the woman who came to trade things last time and disguised herself.

At the moment, she was still dressed as a man, with her head down, clothes on her head, and the bag she was carrying was quite heavy, she was pulling it with both hands, and she was coming towards this side in the rain that hadn't stopped yet.

Her clothes were already soaked, but she didn't care much at the moment, her steps were a bit fast, and she would slip occasionally.

When the person was about to reach them, Sun Jia Qiang also recognized her, and he was a bit nervous. At this moment, Sun Jia Qiang and Li Long were each standing at a door, where would this person go?

No surprise, that person looked, didn't even hesitate, and walked directly to Li Long.

"I heard you can trade for clothes here?"

Still that deliberately hoarse voice.

"Can trade." Li Long nodded, turned to get a basket, and said: "Are you trading all this Fritillaria for clothes?"

Visually, this Fritillaria was about five or six kilograms, adding up to at most eighteen yuan, trading for second-hand clothes, could trade for one or two pieces.

"Trade for two pieces of clothing, and give me some hanging noodles." That person poured the Fritillaria into the basket, and said while pouring, "The bag is waterproof, this Fritillaria didn't get wet."

It was indeed not wet, Li Long nodded, went to the bedding to get clothes for this person to choose.

He smelled a faint smell of blood.

Not a good thing.

This person took a jacket and a pair of pants, although it wasn't a set, the material still looked quite durable.

Li Long went to Sun Jia Qiang's side again to get a one-kilogram bag of hanging noodles, and gave her a box of matches along the way.

"Matches are a gift." Li Long said, "In the pine forest, push aside the thick pine needles, there are dry ones underneath, then break some dry branches in the wind-sheltered place to light a fire."

That person looked at Li Long with some surprise, wrapped the hanging noodles with dry clothes and was about to leave.

Li Long looked outside and said:

"The rain will stop in a while, you might as well wait a few minutes."

That person hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look, and then went to hide from the rain under the shed on the east side.

Li Long didn't go to talk to her again, lowered his head to look at the Fritillaria in the basket, it was slightly cleaner than the ones brought by others, maybe this person would subconsciously pick out the leaves and mud blocks in the Fritillaria bag.

Just that.

Seven or eight minutes later, the rain stopped completely, the sun had shown its head in the clouds, and that person hugged the things and hurried into the forest.

What surprised Li Long was that in just this short while, this person had actually changed clothes!

Less than a minute after this person entered the forest, someone drilled out of the forest on the south side and hurried towards here.

Unexpectedly, during the time it rained, many people wanted to take advantage of this time to come over and trade Fritillaria for things.

Li Long and Sun Jia Qiang were soon busy.

Just after the rain, those people were also wet, so they didn't want to be too picky. When they saw that the things Li Long traded and the things Sun Jia Qiang traded were taken out of the small room, two of them went to find Sun Jia Qiang to take Fritillaria to trade for things.

The clothes brought from the stone cave were the first to be traded out, followed by hanging noodles, then steamed buns, and air-dried deer meat. There were still some leftovers of other things like canned food and biscuits.

Li Long was a bit puzzled, last year rice and flour were traded more, this year everyone liked to trade for finished products.

Is it inconvenient to cook, or do they feel that eating ready-made things saves time?

It seems that I have to bring more finished products like hanging noodles tomorrow.

After these people left, Li Long began to knead the dough, planning to steam buns now.

After putting them in the pot, Sun Jia Qiang would uncover them, and he would drive the jeep back.

Nearly one hundred kilograms of Fritillaria were traded in one day, washed clean and dried at home, at least twenty kilograms of dried goods in a week, which is nearly one thousand yuan.

As for how much he earned, Li Long didn't calculate it. Wait until the Fritillaria season ends, and calculate the total account.

Of course, before leaving the wooden cabin, he had to convert the Fritillaria Sun Jia Qiang traded into money and give it to him.

Although not much, there were ten-some yuan, but Sun Jia Qiang was also beautiful when he took it. This was ten-some yuan, which counted as more than ten days of wages for workers outside.

Li Long waited for the dough to rise, kneaded the dough, steamed the buns, put them in the pot, and after giving instructions to Sun Jia Qiang, he drove the jeep and hurried to run down the mountain.

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It rained, the road was relatively slippery, mud would stick to the car wheels and roll more and more, fortunately, the speed of the jeep came up, and it could roll the mud on the car wheels and fly it up.

In this way, although the back and top of the jeep were full of mud spots, at least it wouldn't be trapped in the mountains.

If it really got trapped, I'm afraid Li Long wouldn't be able to solve it for a while.

The jeep drove all the way to Qingshuihe, Li Long found that the rain on the road was not as big as in the mountains, the ground was wet, but it didn't rain through, so there were no mud spots.

This rain is really strange.

In Little Bai Yang Ravine, because it rained and couldn't light a fire to roast willow branches, those people could only take sickles to cut branches.

Li Jianguo and Lu Yingming walked towards the southeast together.

The branches nearby were almost cut, and they didn't want to compete with the young people for a little bit, so they wanted to go further to see.

Anyway, they couldn't weave this afternoon, so they went further to cut more branches.

Li Jianguo was still carrying a gun, Old Huang came out after the rain stopped, saw Li Jianguo carrying a gun, and joked:

"Old Li, you're addicted to hunting. It just rained heavily, it's not easy to hit those things."

"Whether I hit them or not, we'll run inside, that place is not safe, have to carry a gun." Li Jianguo didn't admit he wanted to hunt, said while carrying a sickle and walking into the mountains.

"Heh, it's you, and you have a gun." Old Huang actually wanted to play with a gun, if he could hit a wild boar or something, it would be good.

But Li Jianguo didn't lend it to him, and Old Huang had no way.

Who let him be the one with the worst marksmanship among those who had guns in the early days of building the team, and once it misfired and almost hit his own people.

So everyone tacitly agreed not to let Old Huang touch the gun.

Li Long's generation didn't know about this. The young people in the team participated in the training of the backbone militia, and Old Huang didn't have a chance to touch the gun. The older generation basically wouldn't tell the younger generation about such things, at most they would joke with each other when they were together.

So Li Jianguo didn't give it, and Old Huang had no way.

Know yourself and know your own affairs.

Of course, the young people also envy.

Because more than twenty people were weaving carrying poles scattered in this area, a lot of branches were needed, and they had already spread to many mountain ravines two or three kilometers away.

They would inevitably run into animals in the mountains, and they would say it when eating at noon.

Small ones like pheasants and rabbits were quite a lot, and everyone had seen them. But they didn't see many big ones, occasionally seeing one, it became a topic at noon.

Of course, when talking about these things, they would also say if there was a gun—actually, they were just talking, but everyone had been a militiaman, at least they had that confidence, if they had a gun in hand, maybe they could hit a prey, and then eat some, and bring some back to their family.

Li Jianguo and Lu Yingming went to a ravine in the distance, they really didn't think about hunting, just wanted to prevent gray wolves in the mountain ravine, at least if they ran into a wolf pack, it would be safer with a gun in hand.

In those years when building the team to defend, he often carried an old Type 79 rifle. Now carrying a double-barreled sand gun, I don't know if it counts as progress or regression.

This mountain ravine was relatively narrow, the bottom of the ravine basically only accommodated one person walking, and there was a slope of about thirty degrees on both sides, and there were shrubs of various sizes on the slope.

Some shrubs had branches that could be cut down to weave carrying poles, and some shrubs had fine thorns.

Li Jianguo and Lu Yingming planned to walk inside, if there was no large forest suitable for cutting inside, they planned to change to another ravine.

Anyway, there were dense mountain ravines in this mountain, and they didn't worry about not finding them.

"That is..." Lu Yingming walked under the ravine, Li Jianguo was on the slope, he saw further, saw something on the edge of the forest in front, reminded him in a low voice, but before he finished speaking, he handed the sickle to Lu Yingming, and he picked up the hunting gun himself.

A group of wild boars were arching and eating grass roots on the edge of a forest at the entrance of the ravine in the distance, and the sound of "hum-hum" sounded from time to time.

Li Jianguo immediately bent over and walked forward, he wanted to walk closer before shooting, so he would have a better grasp.

However, the hearing and smell of wild boars were very sensitive. When he approached less than fifty meters, the wild boars had already discovered him. A few small wild boars looked over here, and the big wild boars were all as smart as anything, and they drilled directly into the forest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Li Jianguo fired two shots, and a big and a small wild boar that were stunned and looking over here fell to the ground.

Both used single-head bullets, so they were killed directly.

When Lu Yingming followed Li Jianguo to the edge of the dense forest, what he saw was a wild boar of fifty or sixty kilograms, and a small wild boar of ten-some kilograms.

Both were bleeding.

"Heh, there's meat to eat again." Lu Yingming was happy, "Your gun is really good!"

Li Jianguo had already changed into new bullets in the hunting gun. He held the gun and looked at the dense forest, thought for a while, and decided to go in and take a look. They still had to cut branches inside later, so they couldn't not see if there was any danger inside.

If a big wild boar suddenly rushed out when they were cutting branches, it would be troublesome.

When Li Jianguo and Lu Yingming appeared in front of everyone carrying wild boars and branches at night, everyone was shocked again.

That was not just envy.

How many days had it been, Li Jianguo had hit so many things?

Were there really so many wild things in this mountain? (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 657 =====